RNP Chapter 124: That's the Abyss
Chapter 124: That's the Abyss
Chapter 125: That's the Abyss
"Take my brother to the hotel across the street and let him get a good night's sleep."
Oro instructed, "Prepare some hangover soup and take it to him when he wakes up."
"Yes," the guards replied in unison.
The old man wanted to say something, but the guards had already helped him out.
He turned to look at Lockes, opened his mouth, and finally only muttered, "Be careful—don't fight—" before being led out of the hall by the guards.
The door closed again.
Only Oro and Lox remained in the hall.
There were wood chips all over the floor, and a shattered table.
Oro turned around, his gaze returning to Lox.
Rocks had already stood up, amidst the chaos, his feet resting on the broken planks of the wooden planks.
His expression was complex; the anger hadn't completely subsided, the shock was still lingering, but there was something else added to it—something deeper and heavier.
"Look at your reaction—"
Oro broke the silence: "You know what this is, right?"
Lox didn't speak. His gaze shifted from Oro's face to the black clay tablet in his hand, now re-covered in gold, and then back to Oro's face.
His lips were pressed tightly together, and the corners of his mouth turned down, as if he was trying his best to restrain something.
Oro took a step forward, his footsteps making a soft crunching sound as he stepped on the wood chips.
"so."
Oro continued, his voice calm but earnest: "Use your blood, as a direct descendant of the David family, to help me open the gates to R'lyeh."
Lox's pupils contracted slightly.
"At that time, the two fragments of the demonic contract will merge into ——————"
Oro seemed oblivious to his reaction and continued speaking to himself: "Then we'll be able to figure out exactly what kind of power Im obtained from the demon back then."
"After we defeat Im—"
He paused for a moment, then added very seriously, "How about we settle our scores again?"
Lox's facial muscles twitched. He raised his hand and touched his chest, pressing his fingers on the scar before lowering his hand and taking a deep breath.
"There----"
Lockes finally spoke, his tone curt: "It's dangerous."
"I know," Oro nodded.
"This is no ordinary danger."
Locus stared at Oro: "R'lyeh is the abyss, the place where Davy Jones sealed himself using demonic power."
"Moreover, Davy Jones himself is more dangerous than the entire city. What if that thing gets out?"
His voice grew even deeper: "Something terrible is going to happen."
How big?
"It's many times bigger than you can imagine."
Lockes took another deep breath: "David Jones's dying warning was no joke."
He said that if that thing were to appear in the world, the entire ocean would descend into chaos, the Twenty Kings would collapse, and then—
Then something even worse will take its place.
Oro listened quietly, and only spoke after Lox finished: "So you think that combining the two fragments of the demonic contract will break the seal on that thing?"
"I have no idea."
Lox shook his head: "But the risk is too great—"
Oro didn't say anything immediately; he turned around and walked to the window.
Outside the window are the old Western-style streets of God Valley. It's getting dark, and some houses have lights on, twinkling and warm in the deepening night.
After a long while, Auro turned around and looked at Lox: "What exactly did Im make in his deal? What exactly is a demon?"
"The answers to questions such as what Joey Boy and Davy Jones did back then, and what they left behind, may very well lie in the complete Devil's Pact."
He walked back to Lox and held up the black slate in his hand: "Only half of the transaction is recorded here."
"Only by obtaining the other half of the demonic contract from R'lyeh can we find out what limitations and weaknesses Im's power has."
Lox silently looked at Oro, at the clay tablet in Oro's hand.
The hall was quiet, with only the occasional sound of wind coming from outside the window.
After a long silence, Lox finally spoke: "What if I disagree?"
"Then I'll find a way to get in."
Oro was very direct: "The blood of the David family is definitely not the only key, but just the most convenient one."
"If you don't help, I'll find another way, it might be more complicated, it might take more time, but I'll definitely get in."
He added, "If it comes to that, I won't be so polite."
The meaning of this sentence is very clear.
Lockes understood, and his expression darkened further, but this time there was no anger, only a sense of helplessness.
He knew that if this young punk was determined to do something, there were indeed many ways to do it.
"I need time to think about it."
"how long?"
"Three months."
"It's too long."
Oro shook his head: "Round it down to half, three hours."
"This is outrageous! Three days!"
"one day."
Oro waved his hand: "That's the most I can do. I've been here long enough. The World Government won't stay silent forever."
"If they find out I left Gaya Island and then track down West Sea, things will get even more complicated."
Lox gritted his teeth.
He looked at Oro, at Oro's golden eyes, at the unwavering determination within them.
He knew he had no choice, or rather, he had already made his choice, but he needed some time to accept it, to process it, and to prepare himself mentally.
「イ亍」
Locke finally made a sound; he didn't open his mouth, but gritted his teeth and forced the word out of his throat.
"Deal." Auro extended his hand.
Rocks looked at the hand, hesitated for a second, and then grasped it.
Oro nodded in satisfaction: "On this day, you can ask the elders in the tribe, check the tribe's records, and do any verification you want."
I need your answer in one day.
"What if I still disagree in the end?" Lox stared at Oro.
"Then you can only pray that I can't find any other way."
Oro smiled. "Or pray that I don't do anything to make you feel worse until I find another way."
This is a threat.
A very direct threat.
Lox was angry, but he was even angrier at himself. He had been forced into this situation because he was the weaker party. On this vast ocean, the weak had no right to make choices: "I will think it over carefully."
"That would be best."
Oro turned around and walked upstairs: "If you need, there are guest rooms just across the street, they've already been prepared for you."
Dinner will be delivered to you, so get some rest and think things through.
He walked to the top of the stairs, stopped, and glanced back at Locke.
"By the way, I'll take good care of your father, so don't worry."
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Oro went upstairs.
Only Locke remained in the hall, standing amidst the sawdust scattered on the floor, under the bright and dazzling lights.